Little White Bull Songtext
von Tommy Steele
Little White Bull Songtext
Once upon a time there was a little white bull
Very sad because he was a little white bull
(Little white bull)
All the black bulls called him a coward
Just ′cause he was white
Only black bulls go to the bull ring
Only black bulls fight
When he asked his mama if a little white bull
(Little white bull)
Ever had a chance of turning black
His mama said
"You silly little bull, you're a pretty little bull, you′re my little bull
So please don't ask me why little bull
You just ain't black"
But this did not satisfy that little white bull
(Little white bull)
He was an exception to that little white rule
(Little white rule)
Everyday alone in the meadow, he′d find things to charge
Till one day he really imagined that his horns were large
Bold as brass, right then and then, the little white bull
(Little white bull)
Quickly found the nearest road to town
And people said
"What a funny little bull
What a fluffy little bull
He′s our little bull"
He marched along a proud little bull
And hit the town
It was the day of the bull fight
All the town were there
Waiting to see the famous Matador
Trumpeters sounded a fanfare, tun ta la tun ta ta
Out from the throats of the crowd came a mighty Roar
Into the ring to the shout of a great Olay, "Olay!"
Came the parade all prepared for a mighty prey
Matadors! and Picadors! and Toreadors!
And who do think as well?
Trotting right behind them came the little white bull
(The little white bull)
How they laughed out loud to see the Little white bull
(The little white bull)
Trotting 'round the giant arena with his head up high
Till the Matador in the centre caught his tiny eye
Charging right up to him went the little white bull
(Little white bull)
Charging twice and charging once again
The Matador cried, "Torro little bull"
"You′re not a little bull, your a brave little bull"
"You're gonna be a great little bull, the best in Spain!"
Then the crowd all shouted, "Torro, little bull"
"Your not a little bull, your a brave little bull"
"Your gonna be a great little bull, the best is Spain!"
So if you′ve got a little bull
That's a white little bull
It′s quite possible
That it might be the bull
That's the best
In
Spain
Very sad because he was a little white bull
(Little white bull)
All the black bulls called him a coward
Just ′cause he was white
Only black bulls go to the bull ring
Only black bulls fight
When he asked his mama if a little white bull
(Little white bull)
Ever had a chance of turning black
His mama said
"You silly little bull, you're a pretty little bull, you′re my little bull
So please don't ask me why little bull
You just ain't black"
But this did not satisfy that little white bull
(Little white bull)
He was an exception to that little white rule
(Little white rule)
Everyday alone in the meadow, he′d find things to charge
Till one day he really imagined that his horns were large
Bold as brass, right then and then, the little white bull
(Little white bull)
Quickly found the nearest road to town
And people said
"What a funny little bull
What a fluffy little bull
He′s our little bull"
He marched along a proud little bull
And hit the town
It was the day of the bull fight
All the town were there
Waiting to see the famous Matador
Trumpeters sounded a fanfare, tun ta la tun ta ta
Out from the throats of the crowd came a mighty Roar
Into the ring to the shout of a great Olay, "Olay!"
Came the parade all prepared for a mighty prey
Matadors! and Picadors! and Toreadors!
And who do think as well?
Trotting right behind them came the little white bull
(The little white bull)
How they laughed out loud to see the Little white bull
(The little white bull)
Trotting 'round the giant arena with his head up high
Till the Matador in the centre caught his tiny eye
Charging right up to him went the little white bull
(Little white bull)
Charging twice and charging once again
The Matador cried, "Torro little bull"
"You′re not a little bull, your a brave little bull"
"You're gonna be a great little bull, the best in Spain!"
Then the crowd all shouted, "Torro, little bull"
"Your not a little bull, your a brave little bull"
"Your gonna be a great little bull, the best is Spain!"
So if you′ve got a little bull
That's a white little bull
It′s quite possible
That it might be the bull
That's the best
In
Spain
Writer(s): Lionel Bart, Michael Pratt, Tommy Steele Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com